Maxioms by Joseph Addison
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness,
and peril of falling?
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness,
and peril of falling?
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime read more
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime desires,
And fits it to bespeak the Deity.
Talking with a friend is nothing else but thinking aloud.
Talking with a friend is nothing else but thinking aloud.
Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.
Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
